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Iron Songbird 13rd P.o.v.Iron Songbird 1 by Heroofthe13thDay
"You are a liability, Robin, with all your singin' and hummin' Get out of here or you'll expose our family! Your singin' will be nothing but trouble!"
The words of her father, spoken to an eighteen year old, still echoed throughout Robin head five years later. It was the last time she ever saw her family...and she couldn't assume she'd be welcome if she ever came back. Who cared if she loved music? She was twenty-three years old and she's survived on her own so far. She considered herself fine. Robin was fast and resourceful and able to hide in tight spots.
She always had to keep her cool though. When she grows nervous, she'd start humming to herself. It's gotten her in a jam every once in a while, escaping by some miracle.
"Presenting to you, the Man of the Year, the one and only: Anthony Stark!" The announcer said to the public in front of him with the fake smile that everyone seemed to like. I knew that since I had the same one as I stepped in front.
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Shawn was riding his motorcycle with the rhythm of Prince while wind whipped his fabulous hair. It was late in the afternoon and he was craving yet another pineapple smoothie. But he was late so it would have to wait for tomorrow.
Pulling in the curb, he headed for his apartment. He barely wasted any time parking his motorcycle and raced all the way with his Taco Bell bag on his hand. It was probably smooched by now, but hey it was edible.
Reaching the door, he opened it and he had barely stepped in when he heard her sweet voice yell at him.
“DID YOU BRING THE TACOS?!”
He closed the door before any of his neighbors heard any more of her screaming. “Hello to you too and my day was horrible, thanks for asking.”
He turned to find her, always checking the floor first even if that had happened only once. Thankfully, she wasn’t there. Before he looked anywhere else, he felt her climb his sleeve all the way to his shoulder and up his head.
How Barney met Molly 2The next day, Molly woke up feeling much better. This was the best sleep she had gotten in a really long time. There were no wild animals around, no dusty inside walls, no cold floor… Something was wrong.How Barney met Molly 2 by Heroofthe13thDay
Molly was wide awake in an instant. As she looked around, she could tell she was in a human bedroom, on a nightstand to be specific. She threw the blanket on top of her to the side and got off the bundle that was her bed. The first thing she did was grab her backpack. Or at least that was what she did every morning, except it was nowhere to be found. Now she started panicking. This was bad, bad, bad… She was out in the open, with no idea on how she came here and without her backpack.
Suddenly the closet door swung open to reveal a neatly dressed human putting a tie on. He seemed oddly familiar but that wasn’t the important thing now. She looked around to find a place to hide, but before she could move, the human looked straight at her and smiled.
How Barney Met Molly 4“Well at least we know he’s not a vampire.”How Barney Met Molly 4 by Heroofthe13thDay
The group was still in Barney’s bedroom and the initial shock had died down. Now they were trying to think on what to do next.
“This doesn’t disprove it. It’s even more evidence!”
“What? How is this possibly more evidence?”
“He could be shrinking down people to keep as victims. Or maybe he’s creating an army of tiny people just waiting to attack! Or even…”
Lily had heard enough. “Guys lay off on the vampire Barney conspiracy!”
“Shh don’t speak so loud!” Robin shout whispered, seeing the little girl stirring. “Back to what really matters” She glared at the guys and they cowered under her mighty glare. “How could Barney stumble on a tiny little girl? Barney hates kids!”
Ted turned to her. “Seriously, is that what you’re focusing on? That Barney hates kids?”
“Well… yeah! I mean, I
How Barney met Molly 3Barney spent the rest of the afternoon with Molly. They kept challenging each other and having fun all in all. This was the first time in a long time that Barney had been with a girl and not trying to hit on her the whole time.How Barney met Molly 3 by Heroofthe13thDay
Both of them ended up lying in the sofa, tired but happy. Molly was yawning by the minute and barely could keep her eyes open. By the time they had to leave, little Molly had curled up in Barney’s chest and fallen asleep.
Barney didn’t want to move her from her comfortable perch since she was sleeping so peacefully. But after the first person passed by his office on the way out, he quickly tucked her inside his jacket’s pocket. She just turned to a more comfortable position and continued sleeping. He slowly stood up and made his way out.
Inside the elevator, he smiled as he watched her sleeping. He thought nothing could ruin this moment. Then Marshall and Ted got in the elevator with him.
“Dude, I can’t wait to get to McLaren’
Learn how to Bend PrologueShawn Spencer was never one to actually take on responsibility. Many people could tell you that without batting an eye. If you asked Gus, his best friend forever until eternity without it being gay, he would laugh and ask why you even doubted it. His father would probably do the same, without the theatrics. And Amy would agree with both, but they all secretly knew that he did care even if he didn’t show it all the time.Learn how to Bend Prologue by Heroofthe13thDay
Phil the turtle wasn’t eating again. Shawn tried giving him crackers, gummy bears, jelly beans and any other type of food small enough to fit in his aquarium that was in the house. But he refused to eat and looked a bit thin, or at least thinner than when Phil first came from the store.
“Ugh, stupid turtle.” He was getting bored. Maybe he could go over to Gus’ house and try the new bicycle he got last weekend. Yeah, that sounded more interesting that watching Phil blink.
He was about to leave the house when someone stopped him. Someone
10. Wait... I Do Hate Hugs HaTDAmber’s P.o.v.10. Wait... I Do Hate Hugs HaTD by Heroofthe13thDay
I jumped again from the tiny screech that came from somewhere in the Tower. I relaxed once I checked it was nothing.
The reason of my paranoia was because of Tony. He was acting really weird around me lately and my common sense was tingling. I just knew he was going to do something, someday, somehow… to me. And I was going to be ready for when that came. (No, I’m not crazy)
I was sleeping on top of the fridge, which was my unofficially official room. Or at least I was trying to because I couldn’t sleep. I felt restless and every time I tried to go back to sleep, things popped in my mind. Like, was there really going to be a sequel to Avatar, who would win between a fight between King Kong and Godzilla (Godzilla obviously), how did Thor look without his armor on…
There it was again! I swear I heard something that was not creaking floors or the traffic. I got up and took my safety staple. Once I was near the edge of the fridge I got down on my
9. I Don't Hate Hugs HaGDAmber’s P.o.v.9. I Don't Hate Hugs HaGD by Heroofthe13thDay
Today’s the day! Hug a Human Day was finally here!
Three months ago, I was trading my homemade hair dye for a new pair of pants (I can't sew for my life) at the borrower’s market in the sewers when I heard some borrowers talking about it. I had passed it over as a stupid holiday since we were supposed to stay hidden from humans but I accidentally memorized the date. It’s like when someone tells you their birthday and you forget the next minute but if someone says pee cures jellyfish burns you’re definitely going to remember THAT for the rest of your life.
Anywho, as my first time ever to do this, I was going to make it special. For today’s hugging, my victims were going to be the Avengers.
Victim 1: Steve Rogers
This fine specimen was of the Homo Sapiens Attractivus that had the tendency to wake up early in the morning, therefore decreasing the possibility of swatting me away in his sleep. This male individual was currently cooking bre
7. I Hate Teddy BearsI was watching the TV by myself on the living room when I met Hulk.7. I Hate Teddy Bears by Heroofthe13thDay
It was another ordinary day in the Avengers’ Tower, which should have alerted me in the first place. Since it was so cold, I had wrapped myself in a comfortable warm poncho while sitting on top of a cushion in the couch. I was dozing off from the fuzziness warmth when I heard a roar that jolted me awake instantly. I looked around frantically and out of nowhere a big and I mean BIG, green bulking monster appeared from the hallway. He started growling and smashing at things so easily that I just stood there watching in my poncho. From the hallway came out all the others, except Bruce, and they looked tense.
Natasha was the first to approach the unknown smasher. “Bruce, you need to calm down.” Well, I had my suspicions on Bruce being too normal, but this was ridiculous. People just don’t turn green and smash things when they’re angry.
Green Bruce didn’t calm down, but did quite the oppo
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